From the age of fourteen, Rong Yang began to assist in managing the affairs of the Prince's mansion, and this continued after she entered the palace.

Using this as an excuse to invite Rong Yang is a plausible explanation, but she did not want to go, so she said directly, "I am tired today, so I will not go. From now on, all matters concerning the inner palace shall be decided by the Noble Consort."

After saying this, she turned to leave, but the head maidservant unexpectedly stepped aside to block her way.

"How dare you!" A-Ye roared, "How dare you be so disrespectful before His Highness!"

The head palace maid knelt down and said calmly, "Your Highness, please calm your anger. I am truly guilty of offending you, but this matter is quite thorny, and even with the Consort's abilities, she is indeed powerless to resolve it. I have come here to earnestly request Your Highness to move your residence and beg you to show mercy and forgive my impudent behavior!"

I implore you?

That word is used... interesting!

It seems this trip is absolutely necessary.

"Get up..." Rong Yang had A Ye pull her up. "I'll go!"

Originally, she should have gone to see the Imperial Concubine after returning from the Marquis of Chengen's residence today, but she was delayed because of this, which made the Imperial Concubine wait for a long time.

...

Inside Zhaoqing Palace, Rong Ning lay on the couch, quietly listening to her trusted confidante A Ying's report.

Aying told her that her elder sister had waited outside the Taiji Hall for more than an hour, just to beg her father, the emperor, to grant her freedom.

Upon hearing this, Rong Ning felt a pang of sorrow welling up in her heart.

Why should such a kind and wonderful woman suffer such treatment?

“Princess, His Majesty also said that the marriage alliance will take place in a month, and the six ministries will begin preparations from today,” A-Ying continued.

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Upon hearing this, Rong Ning instantly lost control of her emotions, snapping a white jade hairpin in half with her bare hands. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she asked, "Father and those ministers are in such a hurry?"

The fact that she was to be sent to marry a foreign ruler in just one month, with such a rushed schedule, infuriated Rong Ning.

She knew she couldn't change anything in just one month. And her older sister seemed only interested in accepting it.

“The Emperor is pressing us hard…” A-Ying sighed softly, “Princess Zhaoqing’s marriage to the Emperor is a done deal. My lady, do you still want to cause trouble in front of His Majesty again?”

What's going on?

Rong Ning smiled bitterly to herself. Today's events made her realize that there was no point in doing this anymore.

She would never have been so reckless in the past, clashing with her father right there in the main hall. Today, she was truly enraged by those incompetent fools.

However, she would never give up easily.

There must be other ways to salvage this situation… she told herself silently, she had to come up with a feasible plan.

As long as you don't give up, you'll always find a way to solve the problem.

Rong Ning turned her head, a thought gradually forming in her mind, but she didn't say it aloud. She simply asked, "Sister will be back soon, won't she..."

“Uh…” A-Ying shook her head and said, “The princess had just stepped out of the Taiji Hall when she was summoned away by the people around the Imperial Concubine.”

Upon hearing this, Rong Ning's face instantly darkened.

She knew that her elder sister had already traveled back and forth many times today and was exhausted. Now she didn't even have time to catch her breath before the Imperial Concubine intercepted her and brought her to Chaoyang Palace.

She couldn't help but feel angry. "My elder sister has been exhausted from all this running around today. How could the Imperial Concubine be so insensible?"

"They said it was an urgent matter..." the personal maid replied cautiously.

"What urgent matter must have come up today? Is the sky about to fall?" Rong Ning became angrier the more she thought about it. She had been happily waiting for her older sister to come back so they could have dinner together.

"Let's go... let's go to Chaoyang Palace to find Sister."

Although her buttocks were still a little sore, it didn't matter; the pain was nothing.

The masters of Zhaoqing Palace and Chaoyang Palace were both key figures in the palace, so the two palaces were not far apart. Although Rong Ning had injured her buttocks, she was still very fast on her feet and ran into Rong Yang right in front of Chaoyang Palace.

Upon seeing Rong Yang, Rong Ning rushed over, "Sister..."

Rong Yang smiled and caught her, all her pent-up frustration vanishing. "Why didn't you stay in the palace? Why did you come here? Is your injury still hurting?"

"That little injury is nothing. I just missed my sister and was hungry, so I came with her to the Imperial Concubine's place for a meal." Rong Yang looked at the head maid of Zhaoqing Palace who had led the way, her expression changing. "The Imperial Concubine should welcome me, right?"

"Of course, you'd be more than welcome!"